Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2259: 1015, sixty years later, return to the Great Pantheon Plane

Chapter 2259: 1015, sixty years later, return to the Great Pantheon Plane

The calamity at the end of the G.o.dly eras, could one person stand against it?

If anyone else had said this, the several dozens of cultivators at the G.o.d Realm level would have taken them for a fool.

But the one who spoke these words was Han Muye.

In the Sword Path Divine Realm, each strand of sword light before him contained the power to injure a deity, and he held a ma.s.s of G.o.d-Ending Power in his hands.

In front of such power, even mad statements had to be taken seriously.

To become a creator!

Which of the cultivators present hadn’t dreamt of this?

But who didn’t treat such a thing as just a dream?

Even among ten thousand at the G.o.d Realm level, it was unlikely that even one could achieve the Creator Level.

The Creator Realm was something one could encounter but not seek.

“Fellow Daoist Han, this… how can we a.s.sist you?” Yunjiang Divine Honor cautiously looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Actually, several of them were somewhat involved with Han Muye, at least having a common secret.

They had all witnessed the might of the Primordial Creator and needed to come together to confront the end of the deities.

In fact, helping Han Muye was helping themselves.

Hearing Yunjiang Divine Honor’s question, the others also looked up, “Right, Fellow Daoist Han, I too am a divine venerate, and dare not mention matters of becoming a creator, but if you want our help, we must also be able to a.s.sist you, mustn’t we?”

These words made the G.o.d Realm cultivators scattered around relax a little.

What they feared the most was being pressured into undertaking something that threatened life and death.

The world was full of perilous places, and even deities couldn’t guarantee they would safely cross every one of them.

Moreover, there were many powerful forces that a few deities dared not offend.

“The Spiritual Void Clan has acc.u.mulated quite a lot, and I wish to borrow fifty percent to condense my own Qiankun Heaven and Earth.”

“Once my cultivation is stable, I will make a trip to the Divine Abyss and slay the Heaven-Devouring Beast.”

“This is a method of honing myself and also a task of gathering resources. If you are interested, you may accompany me,” Han Muye finished speaking and looked around, his expression indifferent.

Borrow fifty percent of the Spiritual Void Clan’s acc.u.mulation?

This sentence made the facial expressions of the ten-plus divine venerates from the Spiritual Void Clan change dramatically.

But they could not lash out.

Because they were suppressed at the moment, if they opposed directly, it would lead to an onslaught.

How ruthless this Han Muye was, not wanting to fight tooth and nail but deliberately asking for fifty percent of the resources to weaken the Spiritual Void Clan’s power.

This was a scheme, both dark and bright.

If saying that exploiting fifty percent of the Spiritual Void Clan’s resources was a dark scheme, then leading the cultivators into the Divine Abyss was an irresistible temptation.

To slay the Heaven-Devouring Beast, acquire its devouring power, improve one’s cultivation, give oneself a chance to reach the peak of the Divine Realm, and perhaps even the opportunity to achieve the state of a creator.

The Heaven-Devouring Beast, known as the strongest among divine beasts, is a beast that heralds the end of worlds.

How much of the heavenly origin it has consumed, no one knows, but the boon one could gain by slaying and integrating its essence is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

“Fellow Daoist Han, is there truly a Heaven-Devouring Beast?”

“Fellow Daoist Han, the Heaven-Devouring Beast is formidable; it is said that even the most top-tier deities need to break its defense—do you have confidence?”

“Fellow Daoist Han, when will we go to the Divine Abyss?”

…

Those from the Spiritual Void Clan watched as voices rose all around them, exchanging glances that revealed somber expressions.

They planned to divide these cultivators, but now all the deities wanted to venture into the Divine Abyss. What else could they do?

Even they themselves were tempted!

“G.o.dly Lord Han, I want to ask you, if we give up fifty percent of our resources, can you truly help us resolve the calamity at the end of the G.o.dly eras?” the Spiritual Void Clan divine venerate at the front asked.

Han Muye gestured with his hand, and the sky full of sword light merged into one.

“Are you referring to the issues with your Spiritual Void Clan being eroded by the G.o.d-Ending Power?”

“If you’re willing, I can help you now.”

“However, cutting off the G.o.d-Ending Power means that your clan’s origin power will be cut in half.”

All the Spiritual Void Clan deities widened their eyes in shock.

They couldn’t imagine what the consequences would be if the fact that their clan was tainted with G.o.d-Ending Power became public knowledge.

Outsiders only knew that the Spiritual Void Clan’s power could help cultivators break through their bottlenecks and that the Spiritual Void Clan could condense more Void Shattering Pearls, but they didn’t know why they had such against-the-heavens methods.

Quite simply, their origin had been tainted by a higher level of power.

As Han Muye’s voice faded, Yun Jiang and other divine honors showed grave expressions and discreetly took a step back.

The previously silent s.p.a.ce instantaneously became as tense as drawn swords and ready bows.

“Fellow Daoist Han, do you truly have a way to sever the G.o.d-Ending Power?” the leading Spiritual Void Clan divine venerate asked Han Muye in a soft voice.

This is the key!

Han Muye laughed heartily, his three-foot-long sword suddenly vibrating, turning the sword light formless.

Seemingly formless yet substantial!

With a splendid slash, the s.p.a.ce ahead was directly cut open.

This was the Jade Mulberry Plane, a world tainted with Spiritual Power!

Han Muye actually split open this world infused with Void-breaking Strength!

Everyone stared intently at the void, the sword mark taking a long time to close, not until a hundred breaths later did it slowly dissipate.

“It truly can sever!”

Trembling all over, the Divine Venerate of the Void Spirit Clan at the forefront raised their hand, and a ball of blood-colored divine light emerged in their palm.

“Fellow Daoist, please!”

He tossed the divine light upwards.

Han Muye raised his sword and slashed.

“Boom——”

The blood-colored divine light exploded, then was devoured by a greenish-white sword light.

Han Muye stood in place, watching as the sword light locked in all the bloodiness.

This was the power of the Void Spirit Clan’s bloodline, directly extracted and shattered by a single slash.

Severing bloodlines, Han Muye could feel a strand of G.o.d-Ending Power, different from that of the Primordial Creator, seeping in.

This power was intertwined with the black and white sword light, gradually ground within it, becoming his cultivation resources.

“Haha, this indeed is escaping the cage!”

The first Void Spirit Clan member with the Divine Realm Cultivation, whose bloodline was severed, had their cultivation weakens but a smile appeared on their face, as they spoke out loud.

Their power diminished, yet their aura rather increased steadily.

This was their bloodline purified, elevating their realm!

“Fellow Daoist Han, my Void Spirit Clan is willing to give up half of our resources to a.s.sist your cultivation.”

“We will also support you with all our might in hunting the Heaven-Devouring Beast in the Divine Abyss.”

“Just help us sever the ties of our bloodline and rid ourselves of the G.o.d-Ending taint.”

Looking at Han Muye, the foremost Divine Realm member of the Void Spirit Clan spoke aloud.

Han Muye chuckled and nodded, speaking softly, “Deal.”

Deal!

With that one word, the entire Jade Mulberry Plane began to ripple.

The fighting that had been going on slowly ceased, and both armies retreated on their own.

The foes from before turned into allies, with no further need to fight.

“To go to the Divine Abyss, we need to make ample preparations.”

“Before that, we can cultivate with the aid of the Void Spirit Clan’s power and the power of the Illusory City.”

“Five hundred years, after five hundred years, we shall venture into the Divine Abyss together.”

Han Muye looked around, a smile appearing on his face: “Before then, the resources of the Heaven Stepping Clan should suffice for our enhancement.”

The Heaven Stepping Clan!

A smile appeared on everyone’s faces.

…

Sixty years later.

In the encampment of the battle to conquer the heavens, within the Great Pantheon Plane, divine light surged forth.

From within the military camp, a light array flashed, and Han Muye, clad in iron armor, emerged from the tent.

“Commander!”

“Commander Han, have you finished healing?”

“Greetings Commander Han, the battle to conquer the heavens is drawing to an end, and your trial for the position of the great commander is also about to conclude.”

A few soldiers looked at Han Muye, excitement painted on their faces.

“My lord, our forces have already conquered two parts of the Great Origin Plane, this great battle already has no uncertainties.”

“Tang Kai and the generals under his command haven’t sent any news for over thirty years, it’s likely there’s not much left of them.”

Han Muye nodded, looking up at the golden pillar in front of him.

He was curious, after so many years of seclusion and healing, how much military exploits his formations had earned him.

Raising his hand, strands of golden divine light twinkled in his palm.

A series of dazzling golden numbers appeared within the soaring pillar of light.